Fireworks – A Drabble

The crowd ooohed at the massive noisy fire blossoms in the sky. She stood in front of him, and they watched.

He looked past the explosions, up at the infinite expanse of the stars. The fireworks were giant lights in the sky, but he knew how tiny they were compared to the universe around them. He was so much smaller than the smallest firework–

Then she leaned back against him, head against his chest, and nothing – not the fireworks, not the stars, not the universe itself – came close to the size of the love he felt for her.